"Float like a butterfly.
Sting like a bee.
Your hands can't hit
what your eyes can't see."
"When you come to the fight
Don't block the halls
And don't block the door
For y'all may go home
After round four
"Clay comes out to meet Liston
And Liston starts to retreat
If Liston goes back any further
He'll end up in a ringside seat.
Clay swings with a left,
Clay swings with a right,
Look at young Cassius
Carry the fight.
Liston keeps backing
But there's not enough room
It's a matter of time.
There, Clay lowers the boom.
Now Clay swings with a right,
What a beautiful swing,
And the punch raises the bear,
Clear out of the ring.
Liston is still rising
And the ref wears a frown,
"For he can't start counting,
Till Sonny comes down.
Now Liston disappears from view.
The crowd is getting frantic,
But our radar stations have picked him up.
He's somewhere over the Atlantic.
Who would have thought
When they came to the fight
That they'd witness the launching
Of a human satellite?
Yes, the crowd did not dream
When they laid down their money
That they would see
A total eclipse of the Sonny!
I am the greatest!"
Iím gonna put him flat on his back,
So that he will start acting black.
Because when he was champ he didnít do as he should.
He tried to force himself into an all-white neighborhood.
Clean out my cell
And take my tail to jail
'Cause better to be in jail fed
Than to be in Vietnam, dead
You think the world was shocked when Nixon resigned?
Wait till I whup George Foremanís behind.
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
His hands canít hit what his eyes canít see
Now you see me, now you donít
George thinks he will, but I know he wonít.
I done wrassled with an alligator
I done tussled with a whale
Only last week I murdered a rock
Injured a stone, hospitalized a brick
Iím so mean I make medicine sick
This is the legend of Muhammad Ali,
The greatest fighter that ever will be.
He talks a great deal and brags, indeed,
Of a powerful punch and blinding speed.
Ali fights great, heís got speed and endurance;
If you sign to fight him, increase your insurance.
Aliís got a left, Aliís got a right;
If he hits you once, youíre asleep for the night.
I think Terrell will catch hell at the sound of the bell.
He's going around saying that he's a championship-fighter,
but when he meets me he fall 20 pound lighter.
He thinks that he's the reall heavy weight champ
but when he meets me, he'll just be a tramp
Now I'm not sayin' just to be funny, but I'm fightin' Ernie because he needs the money
Itís just a job. Grass grows, birds fly, waves pound the sand. I beat people up